Thoughts that sometime...rhyme

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Thursday, October 13, 2005

Knock, knock

The future is knocking at the door. Do we dare answer, knowing what he has done before? The future’s promise of flying cars, an end to sickness, a time when there will be no greed, everyone will have everything they need. The future, always just around the corner, and a few million dollars more,... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

The cat and the six-o-clock news

The cat sits on my lap watching TV or so it appears as her purr rattles in my ears. To her, bright colors, flashes of light no terrorists alarm to cause fright. Does she see the same reports aired over and over again of poor souls displaced by a hurricane? She stretches and yawns as only a cat can... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 9, 2005

Autumn days are hear.

As I was out raking leaves With my lawnmower (officially it’s called mulching, as the leaves the mower was gulching) When it occurred to me Sometime during the night Fall Fell. The Honey Locusts leaves Yellow as fresh panned gold Stand in stark contrast to the Poplar’s Leaves still green with a... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, October 2, 2005

Mama said

The pages of the calendar of my life flip and furl, driven by some mad leaf blower bent on taking all the fun out of my remaining days. I complain to my mother. She says “shaddup, you ain’t old yet!” I can’t argue with two new hips and one new knee. I take a deep breath, stop to smell the flowers... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, October 1, 2005

Sweet the wind blew

New mown grass Crisp cool air slides across my nose, revitalizes me down to my toes why can’t it grow hair so my head won’t be bald as a baby’s ass? Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Stolen love.

I stood there naked, in another man’s clothes these weren’t my shorts, but they are my toes. I wasn’t married but I was with a wife, she made me smile, I wrecked her life. Of course he looked in the closed first of all the hiding spots it’s the worst. The shotgun was loud, the end fast I floated... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Outside the boxes.

I run in the sun. Let’s park in the dark. The rain will ease our pain. Whether or not to weather the weather Is a problem we humans Deal with forever. So go out in the snow. Stay in the shade to beat the heat. Be like a leaf and blend with the wind. Winter’s icy blasts are hinted With each morning’s... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 11, 2005

WTC 9/11

Gleaming towers of concrete, steel and glass. Towers that stood boldly proclaiming to all that would pass, “We are the center of world trade, there is no finer stuff than that of which we are made”. The leaders of business and finance daily tread their portals Visitors, too joined those that worked... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 5, 2005

What does the Pansy say?

A delicate flower stands tall, multi hued petals bring beauty to all. Gently it begins to sway and ruffle, a gust of wind and in an instant it is gone. All ‘round the flower’s bed, shambles of houses, shells of the living, bodies of the dead. All destroyed so fast by nature’s furious blast, the same... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 1, 2005

I wonder?

Sometimes I wonder When my mind wanders To fields fraught with nature Flowers waving in the breeze Who are they waving at? And why? Ain’t nature grand? Why, a gentle waft of air Barely stirring, wraps around itself And a dust devil is born, amusing Until it twists even harder Maturing into a tornado... Sign in to see full entry.

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